It’s Three O’ clock

It’s Three O’ clock!

Where are you?

I’m awake laughing like life is just a joke!

All alone,

not a soul to hear me moan,

and for once life is good.
Achieved without a toke.

In this mean old world,

where blue is a normal tone,
let's grasp to what we can hold.

Today,

before the cock crows,

I found color in the dark callus of night,

and all you poor fuckers were asleep before midnight.

Wrapped up in falsities for warmth.

Just think I could’ve been you,

and missed out on late life.

Well rested but colorblind.